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Mistress Cruel Love - Chapter 1 - How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Femdom
Date: 8/5/2024, Categories: Fiction Anal Authoritarian, BDSM Coercion Cum Swallowing Discipline, Domination/submission Enema, Female Domination, Humiliation Interracial, Oral Sex Pegging, Plumper, Reluctance Spanking, Toys, Author: [James Bondage], Source: sexstories.com
... trying to ignore the hot, stretching sensation in his ass while eating. He found that if he stayed still for a while, especially while standing up, it was actually quite manageable. His ass grew accustomed to the intrusion and his body could relax to an extent. But that was rarely the case as they went about their business at the mall. He was sitting down, getting up and walking for long stretches. Each movement stretched his pucker around the thick rubber base of the plug and brought fresh ache to his lower body. In addition to the pain, it felt like he had to take a giant shit, but he would be denied any relief forever. If that wasn't bad enough, while they'd been in Freddie's, he'd gotten his first erection since being locked in the cock cage. Truthfully, it was more of an attempted erection. When Darius whispered what was happening to Heather and gritted his teeth from the agony of his most sensitive organ bulging within the metal confines of the cage, she'd made things even worse by running her hand over his crotch repeatedly. As the pressure grew more intense and his humiliation mounted, Heather had giggled and teased him, blowing into his ear and rubbing her breasts against his side. It had taken quite a while for his cock to shrink back to normal with his girlfriend's antics coaxing his manhood into painful constriction. On top of that, he'd been mortified they might be kicked out of the store at any minute. As they began walking down the ...
... brightly lit stone tile hallway, the voices of other shoppers echoed around them and the incessant, happy-go-lucky pop music drifted down from the mall's speakers. In that moment, Darius decided that he'd had enough. He was hurting, he was tired and he wanted to go home. “Let's head back, baby. I'm beat.” “Oh cmon, one more store! And I'm kind of in the mood for an Orange Julius...” “Another time babe.” Heather's face fell into a scowl and she shouldered her purse in a way that plainly communicated she was annoyed. “There you go with your patriarchal shit again. You don't give me orders! We decide these things together. That's how a relationship works.” Darius looked around at the passing shoppers as they continued down the mall corridor. The last thing he wanted was a repeat of their spectacle from earlier in the day, so he carefully lowered his voice. “I agree. And as your partner, I'm tellin you, my ass is hurtin and you know the reason why.” “Oh my god... don't be such a fucking baby!” “What?!? Do you have any idea how uncomfortable this thing is? Or how much my dick was hurting in that store?” “Wah wah wah!” she mocked him. “And what about those women at Queen Shit?!? Did it not bother you how much they were disrespecting me? Your man!” “Shutup, Darius.” “Oh, this is a relationship, huh? But I need to shutup? Is that right?” Heather stopped in her tracks. He regretted his words instantly. “ DARIUS! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR ...